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" "Why, surely you don't think your guests would steal them," observed Rachel, archly. A militiaman came belting down the stairs, another leapt from outside the front door, and a third, stalwart and stolid, came in through the door that led to the rooms to the front of the house. " "Give me the brandy, and I'll tell you," replied Wood. “It’s bound to be all right,” she said. The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares. There was none. \" He said with a question in his voice, a question that revealed that he was intimidated, and not only that, but he had it bad. You know not what a wretched guilty thing I am. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. "Oh lord! I hope not.
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